"Master, wait a moment." Ma Hua smiled mysteriously, went to the urn and scooped out a plate of pickled cucumbers and brought it up.

Lu Weidong smelled it and found that the pickled cucumbers pickled by Ma Hua had a strong sweetness.

It can be seen that this guy from Mahua wants to pickle it according to the taste of Liubiju. However, the process and steps are wrong, and he cannot make the unique taste of the century-old restaurant.

"Sweet cucumber! Master, what do you think?" Ma Hua looked forward to it.

"Yeah! It's delicious! Don't keep this thing! It must be eaten in three days." Lu Weidong said seriously.

Ma Hua was confused after hearing this. He touched the back of his head and said hesitantly: "Master, what you mean is... it may have gone bad."

"Yes! I'm not stupid after all! What kind of pickles are you making? How can a cook be afraid of running out of food?"

"Aren't the cucumbers coming out now? I thought about it, if they go bad it's better to pickle them and eat them." Ma Hua said with a smile.

"Okay! Tonight, you take this thing home and share it with your neighbors. We are cooking a big pot of rice, and hygiene must come first."

"Understood! Master, I was wrong!" Ma Hua lowered his head.

"Your starting point is good! That's right! Let's eat!" Lu Weidong waved his hand and asked MCA to sit down.

Lu Weidong was about to pick up the hot and sour noodle soup in front of him, when suddenly, the bowl was taken away by a hand.

When Lu Weidong turned around, he found that someone had quietly walked into the pasta room. It was none other than Liu Feng, the director of the machine repair factory.

Liu Feng picked up the bowl and poured the noodle soup directly into the large enamel vat he brought. The bowl of noodle soup was poured cleanly, and then Liu Feng pushed the bowl in front of Lu Weidong.

"I'm talking about Lu Weidong! You are a deputy director of a small cafeteria, and your breakfast is quite good! Oops, is this Liubiju's pickled cucumber? Let me try it!" After saying that, Liu Feng took out the chopsticks from his bag and picked them up.

I picked up a cucumber and ate it with relish.

Lu Weidong saw Liu Feng looking like a hungry ghost. He smiled bitterly and stood up and gave his chair to Liu Feng. "Director, what are you...? Didn't you have breakfast?" Lu Weidong asked with a smile.

"Nonsense!... Uh... Is there anything left in the pot? Our big driver is still outside!" Liu Feng asked while eating, his words vague.

"Uh... MCA, make four more bowls." Lu Weidong immediately ordered to the dull-looking MCA.

Only then did Ma Hua come to his senses. He agreed and immediately put on his apron and went to work.

Liu Feng glanced at the busy MCA and asked Lu Weidong: "Accept another apprentice?"

"Yeah!" Lu Weidong nodded.

"Hey! You guy! What can you say to me!" Liu Feng pointed at Lu Weidong, dumbfounded.

In Liu Feng's view, Lu Weidong only knows how to make pasta and is not worthy of the word master.

However, this guy Lu Weidong likes to recruit apprentices and put on airs, which makes Liu Feng a little speechless.

At this time, there was a noise outside the door.

When Liu Feng heard this, he hurriedly said to Lu Weidong: "It's Driver Wang outside, don't let me misunderstand you."

Lu Weidong nodded and hurried out of the pasta room.

Sure enough, several apprentices in the cafeteria surrounded Driver Wang with wary expressions!

Lu Weidong stepped forward to relieve the siege, and the apprentices dispersed.

Driver Wang followed Lu Weidong and complained: "It's getting harder and harder to come to the main factory to have a hot meal! Lu Weidong, don't your cafeteria prepare hot soup in the morning?"

"Old Wang, after dinner, the hot soup is gone long ago. It's the same everywhere." Lu Weidong explained.

"Come on! It's useless to tell you!" Driver Wang frowned. He walked into the noodle room and saw Liu Feng who was drinking noodle soup. He hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Director! You left me alone and made me almost have sex with him.

There’s one!”

"Bullshit! How dare people start a fight just because they say it's a fight? Eat quickly!" Liu Feng pushed another bowl in front of Driver Wang.

Driver Wang looked happy. He picked up the bowl with his big hands and started swallowing.

After Liu Feng had eaten and drank enough, he took Lu Weidong to the corner.

"Weidong, this time I come to the main factory for a meeting and will stay for about two days. You! You can't let me come in vain." Liu Feng said with a smile.

"Uh! Don't worry, director. I will personally make you a bowl of authentic food at noon." Lu Weidong said hurriedly.

"Hey! I thank you in advance!" Liu Feng patted Lu Weidong on the shoulder with a smile on his face.

"You are so polite! I came from a machine repair shop, and I will never forget your cultivation." Lu Weidong smiled.

"Okay! I like to hear this." Liu Feng nodded, then touched his mouth and began to think deeply.

Lu Weidong knew that something might be wrong with Liu Feng, so he waited patiently.

Sure enough, Liu Feng sighed first, "Alas! Since you left the machine repair shop, the old cadres you have taken care of have not been able to find a chef as skilled as you, and everyone has been very upset. Ahem, someone suggested that I take you

Transfer back. Wei Dong, what do you think?"

What the hell is your idea?

Is this something humans do?

Such people must be fed pig food!

"Director, please stop making fun of me! You know my family situation. My three brothers and sisters are still young. How can they leave me?" Lu Weidong waved his hands repeatedly and spoke firmly.

"Well! This is exactly what I think, so, Wei Dong! I've thought of a way to get the best of both worlds. Let's see if you agree?" Liu Feng said.

"Oh? What can I do?" Lu Weidong frowned.

"I asked Chuanwa to come to the main factory and study with you for a while. It won't take long to master the authentic methods of two kinds of pasta, right?"

"Well!... It's easy to say it's easy, but it's hard to say it's hard. It depends on one's understanding!" Lu Weidong said vaguely.

"Come on! What conditions do you want to ask for?"

"The one who knows me is the factory director!" Lu Weidong said with a smile.

"Okay! Okay! Say it quickly!" Liu Feng said helplessly.

"It suddenly occurred to me that the main factory is also short of people. I thought about where to find people in the cafeteria of the main factory in the future? Should we recruit from outside or transfer from the factory below? Prepare for a rainy day! I think it is more reliable to train myself, so,

Factory director, I think the machine repair shop cafeteria should be used as one of the reserve talents selected by the main factory cafeteria. Factory director, what do you think?" Lu Weidong asked.

"This...this...!" Liu Feng hesitated while touching his chin.

This matter is neither big nor small, just a little troublesome.

"Weidong, you won't do it because of money...?" Liu Feng looked at Lu Weidong suspiciously.

"Director! Do you think I'm short of money? Now I need ten pounds of flour plus ten yuan for the job. Am I a person who is short of money?" Lu Weidong asked.

Get out of here!

Ten pounds of white noodles! Plus ten yuan!

Damn it! In one month, it will be higher than my salary.

Liu Feng's mouth twitched when he heard it, and he opened his mouth silently, with a depressed look on his face and stopped talking.

At this time, Liu Feng had no more thoughts in his heart.

It's not sweet to be strong! Lu Weidong is prosperous in Sijiu City, which is hundreds of times better than in a garbage place like a machine repair shop!

If you pull someone by force, won’t you be resented?

However, if Lu Weidong is allowed to raise Sichuan babies, it will not be perfunctory for everyone, right?

It’s not that I don’t want Lu Weidong back, it’s that this guy’s wings are hard!

When Liu Feng thought of this, he nodded slowly and said: "Weidong, your idea is good. However, there are no extra places in the machine repair shop cafeteria."

"It doesn't matter! There is a shortage of people here in the main factory, and the machine repair shop will recruit temporary workers, which will not occupy the quota." Lu Weidong explained.

"Okay! I'll go back and think about this matter." Liu Feng didn't say anything, leaving some room.
Chapter completed!